Prince Johnny

Prince Johnny, you're kind but you're not simple By now, I think I know the difference You wanna be a son of someone Remember the time we went and snorted That piece of the Berlin Wall that you'd extorted And we had such a laugh of it? Prostrate on my carpet You traced the Andes with your index And brag of when and where and who you gonna bed next All with sons of someone's All with sons of someone's Saw you pray to all, all, all, all, all To make you a real boy Saw you pray to all, all, all, all, all To make you a real boy Prince Johnny, you're kind, but do be careful By now I know just when to stand clear When all your friends and acolytes Are holding court in bathroom stalls Where you pray to all, all, all, all, all To make you a real boy Saw you pray to all, all, all, all, all To make you a real boy But honey, don't mistake my affection For another spit-and-penny style redemption 'Cause we're all sons of someone's We're all sons of someone's I wanna mean more than I mean to you I wanna mean more than I meant to him So I pray to all, all, all, all, all To make me a real girl So I pray to all, all, all, all, all To make me a real girl So I pray to all, all, all, all, all All, all, all, all, all All, all, all, all, all All, all, all, all, all